Seven (cont.)- Life of the Party

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 Alison pushed down on the keys, listening to the beautiful sound they made.

"There you go," he laughed slightly again, making Alison melt. She wanted to kiss him right then and there.

"Let's try this song I wrote about love," Mr. Mendes flipped through the book, "Have you ever been in love?"

" Yeah, I've been in love," Alison replied. She raised her eyebrows with a mischievous smile. Little did he know, she was talking about being in love with him.

" Oh, you have?" Mr. Mendes asked, shocked that Alison would ever be in love, "with who?" He was just being nosy at this point.

" Oh, um, my, uh, cousin," Alison stuttered the lie, nodding her head.

"You're in love with your cousin?" Mr. Mendes wasn't the type to be judgemental, but it was kind of hard not to be. She's in love with her cousin?

" Oh, no," she laughed nervously, "he is my family, I love him"

"Okay, uh," Mr. Mendes rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly before changing the subject, "well the song is called 'Life of the Party'."

Alison knew that Mr. Mendes could sing and play instruments but she didnt know he could write songs as well.

"I'm gonna sing the lyrics while I have you play the notes." Mr. Mendes pointed at the first note and counted in tempo, "1..2..a 1 2 3."

Alison started playing the first few notes, and she almost melted when she heard Mr. Mendes' voice.

(A.N. Start playing the song in the background if ya want to)

I love it when you just don't care

I love it when you dance like there's nobody there

So when it gets hard, don't be afraid

We don't care what them people say

I love it when you don't take no

I love it when you do what you want cause you just said so

Let them all go home, we out late

We don't care what them people say

We don't have to be ordinary

Make your best mistakes

'Cause we don't have the time to be sorry

So baby be the life of the party

I'm telling you to take your shot it might be scary

Hearts are gonna break

'Cause we don't have the time to be sorry

So baby be the life of the party

Together we can just let go

Pretend like there's no one else here that we know

Slow dance fall in love as the club track plays

We don't care what them people say

We don't have to be ordinary

Make your best mistakes

'Cause we don't have the time to be sorry

So baby be the life of the party

I'm telling you to take your shot it might be scary

Hearts are gonna break

'Cause we don't have the time to be sorry

So baby be the life of the party

Come out tonight, come out tonight

There's no one standing in your way

Come out tonight, come out tonight

We don't care what them people say

We don't care what them people say

We don't have to be ordinary

Make your best mistakes

'Cause we don't have the time to be sorry

So baby be the life of the party

I'm telling you to take your shot it might be scary

Hearts are gonna break

'Cause we don't have the time to be sorry

So baby be the life of the party

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Life of the party

So don't let them keep you down

Oh you know you can't give up

'Cause we don't have the time to be sorry

So baby be the life of the party

"Are you sure you don't know how to play the piano," Mr. Mendes asked, confused, " you sounded amazing."

"I might've had a few lessons when I was younger," Alison replied. Her stomach was erupting with butterflies from Mr. Mendes' compliment.

Alison actually knew how to play five different instruments; the piano, guitar, flute, saxophone, and the drums. But Mr. Mendes didn't need to know that.

"Okay, well I think our lesson is over," Mr. Mendes checked his watch, standing up from the piano bench, "I have plans that I cant be late for."

"The lesson is over already?" Alison frowned, quickly standing from her spot on the bench, "it's only been, like, an hour."

An hour too long, Mr. Mendes thought to himself.

"I'm afraid so," he checked his watch again.

"Alright," Alison's heart sank as she sighed, "goodbye, I guess. Thank you Mr. Mendes."

She slowly walked toward the door, pushing it open and stepping out into the cool, fall air.



Authors Note

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Mikayla & Sky 

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